Why do I sit here and cry?
Cry over days gone by.
Cry because people lie.
Why do I care what people think?
The way they act is starting to stink.
These attitudes make my spirit sink.
Why is it so hard for people to really hear?
Hear they are hurting those near.
Does lose of popularity feed their fear?
Isn't it truly a shame?
When people once wanted the same.
Now only use their words to maim.
Why should I care?
They are no longer there
Now I must beware
